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10/6/2006 I seem to crawl...I think I have a few personality traits in common with people that I like, such as Anthony Kiedis, John Frusciante and Kurt Cobain. The thing is, I wanted to have my own original personality, but I had my own beliefs and such BEFORE I found out that I shared them with said people. I eventually feared and reasoned that my personality was a combination of the personalities of a bunch of people, and I didn't much like this. One day, I read something in Kurt Cobain's journals where he wrote that he also feared that his personality was the combination of the personalities of a bunch of other people, so now I don't even have that to be original with. So, where does this place me? I'm certain that my personality was shaped before I knew of those of the people who share traits with me. Oh well. 9/28/2006 Why pimps and hobos are opposites.One wears fancy clothes and feathers.
The other wears rags.
One has a lot of money.
The other has none.
One has a pimpmobile.
The other has a shopping trolley.
One is down with all the bitches and the ho's.
The other is down with typhoid.
The police tell one to move along.
The other one owns the eastside. 9/11/2006 THEY SOLD MY FREAKING GUITAR!Stolen from Brady's blog. But don't tell him. It's a suprise. the personals; First name: Frank Middle name : AndrewBirthday : February 27Birthplace : Brisbane, Queensland, Australia.Current location: If I was hooked up with some Google Earthage, I'd give exact latitude and other-thing co-ords. Eyes : Blue.Hair colour : Brown.Hair style : Long-ish.Height: 6'2" or 6'3". Favourite colour : Impartial (grey?).Favourite food : Whatever I'm craving at x o'clock.Shoes you wore today : My new black ones. ?.Your fears: I fear nothing. There sure are a lot of things that piss me off, though. Your weakness : Back in the ancient kingdoms, there ruled a tyrannical king in the east who was called Lothar The Terrible. One day, as he was riding through a peasant village, he came across a beggar. The beggar asked for some water, and Lothar drew his sword to slay the evil beggar. But the beggar was a level 12 mage who had a scroll of resistance for slashing weapons. Then the mage busted out a fire conjuring spell, and set Lothar alight, but he did not die. He was doomed to walk the earth ablaze, forever in pain. He hurried to his castle and stayed in the moat for 3 days in an attempt to cool off. After these three days, his soothsayer told him what the omens had commanded. In the north, there lived a powerful Titan who knew how to defeat fire forever. Lothar set out northward straight away, and it took him 3 months to get to the frozen wasteland to find the titan. Upon discovering the Titan, he was told that there was an enchanted lake beyond the edge of the world which would douse the fires, and give Lothar great powers. Lothar then proceeded to head east until he got to the Great Mountains. As he crossed them, the path behind him was shut when mountain ogres tried to attack him. He knew there was no turning back. For two years he wandered the new world in the east, before he finally found what he was looking for. The lake was attended by an old man who, in reality, was a powerful wizard. The wizard told Lothar that he and his descendants would have mind-boggling powers, based on the sign of the eastern zodiac, once he entered the lake. When Lothar was told this, he jumped into the lake straight away, and was given the ability to make nations fall, as well as having the fire put out. Only his hair, which was oily with years of travel, was not doused, completely.So yeah, since I'm one of his descendants, my hair catches on fire pretty easily. Though I make up for it with my ability to travel through time. Your perfect pizza : A bunch of stuff on top.Goal you'd like to reach: WORLD DOMINATION! Derh. Your most overused phrase : This doesn't count as a phrase, but I have none. Note the lack of quotation marks.Thought when first waking up: What the fuck is everyone yelling about? Best physical feature : My eyes. The rest of me is ugly, really.Your bedtime : Depends on what day. Possibly 11 if I have to get up early.Most missed memory : Uh, I forget. But I sure do miss it.Pepsi/coke: Either. Single/group dates : Since I hate people, single dates.Are you a smoker : No.Do you swear : Sure do.Do you sing: Sure do. Shower daily : Twice.Been in love : Oh yes.Do you want to get married: Eventually, yeah. Are you a health freak : No, but I expect to die soon.Like thunderstorms : Yes, but I hate cleaning up after them.Do you drink alcohol : Sometimes. Restricted to the limit that I could almost be considered a non-drinker.
in the past month, have y0u; Gone on a date : Possibly. My memory is worth nothing, sometimes.Eaten a burger : Yes.Been dumped: No.Made a new friend: Not to my knowledge. I may have, though. Made money: Yes.Cried: No. I haven't been so sad since I got with Jess.Eaten Oreos: No.Gone to the movies: Yes. EVERYONE, SEE 'THANK YOU FOR SMOKING'! Fought with your parents: Yes. They're always all up in my grills.Read a magazine: I've read gossip magazines over people's shoulders on the train out of boredom. Gone to a shopping centre: Yes.Stolen anything: The heart of many-a-fair maiden. Been on a stage: Yes.Been beaten up: No.Gone skinny dipping: Yes. In the SHOWER!
friends & liifee; Do you ever wish you had a different name: No.Do you like anyone: Yes! Tee-hee-hee.Which one of your friends acts the most like you: Nobody.Who's the loudest: Brady. Who have you been friends with for the longest: Matt.Are you close to any family members: Yes.When you cried the most: Perhaps when I was about 11.Whats the best feeling in the world: Happy feeling. Worst feeling: Knowing you haven't done shit you need to.
finish each sentence; Lets walk on the: road.Lets run through: the traffic.Lets look at the: emo who probably went into Allans Music. I'm quite sure he didn't go into Games Workshop, and he sure as hell didn't go into Rebel fucking sports-jock heaven Sports. Where did all the: flowers go? The young girls took them away.Why can't you: understand? Silly, little: humans.Tell me: baby, what's your story? I absolutely love: that thing/stuff.Yesterday: is so predictable.
have you; Run away from home: No.Pictured your crush naked: Uh, yeah. Skipped school: A couple of times.Broken someones heart: Not to my knowledge.Cried when someone died: I don't think so.Wanted something you knew you couldn't have? No. Done something embarrassing: According to my dad, I AM an embarrassment.Done any sort of drug: Not any of the illegal ones.Cried in school: Yeah, but I was despairing at the elitist fuckwits that ran the place.
random; Your good luck charm: I don't have one, which is why I probably have perpetual bad luck.Best thing that has happened: A lot of good things, for sure. Ice - cream: Mango.Who makes you laugh the most: Me.Who has a crush on you: ALL THE GIRLS!Do you have a crush on someone: DON'T NEED TO!
have you ever; Fallen for your best friend: No. Made out with a friend: Perhaps.Kissed two people in the same day: Lol, no.Had sex with two different people in the same day: Lol, no. Been rejected: Story of my life! Been in love: Yeah.Been used: Yeah. Usually to make people jealous. Done something you regret: Yep.Cheated on someone: Never.Been called a tease: Ha, yeah.
who was the last person; You touched: Jess, I think.You talked on the phone to: Jess.You hugged: JessYou instant messaged: I don't know. MSN don't work. You yelled at: No idea. I don't yell at people, really.Text messaged you: Jess. Who broke your heart: Oh, you know...Who told you they loved you: Jess.
favourite on opposite sex; Hair colour: Depends on what works, really.Eye colour: Something that stands out. Like "Fuck me! Those are some green/blue/black eyes!" (Friggen Asians). Personality trait: Like me.Dress sense: Not like a spas.Perfume: Ferremones.Height: A few inches shorter than me.Funny or sweet: Both.
this or that; McDonalds or KFC: Maccas.Club or bar: I don't know. I've not really been out since I turned 18.Smiles or Tears: Smiles.Black or white: Black. Night or day: Night.Summer or Winter: Winter.OC or Dawsons Creek: GET! FUCKED!Comedy or horror: Comedy. Simpsons or Family Guy: Depends on which one I haven't seen.
almost there; Did you enjoy this survey: Sho'.Would you do it again: No. Would you like people to respond: Yeah.
Message for the next person: Ave Ceasar? 9/8/2006 Ok, so...I was sitting there, eating a crispy chicken burger with no sour cream and extra taco sauce today, and I thought it was the best thing ever. Then I thought "No! The best thing ever is... A hot girl... Who makes jokes in a World Of Warcraft context... And she works at the flamethrower store." THAT, is the best thing ever.
I'm not proud to work at Maccas, but it isn't bad. It's like telling your wife you're working late, and then going to a gay sex club to have gay sex. You're not proud of it, but you like it.
Also, how would you be to be named Gary? Gary. Ga-ry. GARY! 9/5/2006 Humans make me sickYou all hated him when he was alive
You scrutinised his every move
You claimed embarrassment at his every word
You ridiculed his every belief
And now he's dead
And in his death, you look back
And now he is your best mate
And you laugh with solemn fondness of his memory
So you've completely turned around
So you sway with the opinion
So he was a great bloke
So now you pay tribute
You backflipping mother fucking so-called "human beings" (meant in none of it's good connotations) make me sick. 9/2/2006 Product Code 014-6002-355The limited-edition standard Series 60th Anniversary Stratocaster guitar features a distinctive Blizzard Pearl finish on its alder body a modern C-shaped tinted maple neck a 60th Anniversary stamped neck plate three Tex-Mex™ pickups vintage-style synchronized tremolo and a custom gig bag. A true diamond in the rough!
9/1/2006 ThingsToday, I got the first thing I saved up for with money from my new job. That is, I got my Red Hot Chili Peppers concert tickets. They are now in a sealed envelope, incased in an ammo box that the amazing Kim sent me. Next thing I'm saving up for: Fender 60th Anniversary Blizzard Pearl Stratocaster. Oh yeah, baby.
P.S. I was the first dude in Brisbane to get his RHCP tickets in the non-presale, non-telephone, non-computer way. Mosh tickets. 8/25/2006 Untitled SongI'm not really rude
I am not a jerk-off I try to get along With everyone I know But they still cast me off Within these walls
I am an outsider You should hear the things They say when they think I can't hear them Everyone hates me
Yeah, everyone hates me I am a loud Obnoxious Boy And I'm inconsiderate And I didn't even know it Well, everyone hates me Yeah, everyone hates me I don't even belong to
From whence I came I've had to shift my order From a stock to my own And she's the only love I have But everyone hates me
Yeah, everyone hates me I am a loud Obnoxious Boy And I'm inconsiderate And I didn't even know it Well, everyone hates me Yeah, everyone hates me Everyone hates me Yeah, everyone hates me I am a loud Obnoxious Boy And I'm inconsiderate And I didn't even fucking know it Well, everyone hates me Yeah, everyone hates me 8/23/2006 The pirate-metal-inspiration guy lives!Here's a little ditty
'bout Jack and Diane
He was a pussy-boy
"She" was a man
They met in prison
She was there for the sex
And he was the bitch
Of some guy named Tex
Oh yeah, life goes on
Even after one's ass virginity's gone
Oh yeah, in their time in the slammer
Both of their asses were relentlessly hammered
Here's a story
'bout David and Jan
She used to eat
Lots of buckets of flan
He said if she got
fatter he'd go
She complained
Her metabolism was slow
Oh yeah, those scales go on
Especially after one's self-esteem is gone
Oh yeah, the numbers kept growing
And her weight showed no sign of slowing
Now here's a tale
'bout a guy named Stan
A born and bred
Native San Fransiscan
He got married
To his best mate Mark
A legally binding
Drunken lark
Oh yeah, life drags on
Through the dirt when one's inheritance is gone
Oh yeah, his marriage is over
I mean the one to his wife, his Pinkenba lover
Now let me tell you
About a girl named Chloe
All the guys in town
Called her 'blowey'
They're not from Banyo
They're just all assholes
On top of her head
She had a blowhole
Oh yeah, that girl carries on
Like no piece of her skull is gone
Oh yeah, that name is swell
Since she also gives fellatio well
And I, should mention what
Pinkenba means because it doesn't mean hot
That place, is far from Manly
Just like his wife, and unlike his man, see? 8/7/2006 Trifecta plus oneLife is pretty alright for me now. I wanted to totally die in the first half of this year. Now, I have a girlfriend who adores the fuck outta me, I am in a uni course I really enjoy, I have a low-paying job and I am in a band with 3 great dudes and we're starting to play places now and shit. 7/31/2006 Jolly Brisbane TownI'll give you a piece of a couple more songs I wrote today:
Whitish Noise
God-damn this ample sound
Oh man, to amble 'round Like so is far from poise Make no more whitish noise That's half the chorus.
Jolly Brisbane Town
I wish infanticide
Was all the rage when I was born So that I might have died And there'd be less for me to mourn That's half a verse.
That is all for now. My songs have been getting good. 7/30/2006 I hope you've pracitsed being my mum's cooking, because you just got BURNED!All we have is a name (Pirate Metal), but I think it's a cross between:
The Whitish NoiseNight craving sends me
crawling oh...
Beg for
mercy
DOES IT SHOW? 7/19/2006 Ode To EpicI have been so bored lately. I maybe need to get some creativity out there. First step came last night with a new song. Sample again? Ok.
Live on forever known as hero stock
What I also missed out on from the gig was the fact that on the way to the gig, flooring the accelerator didn't make the car go faster at all on the motorway.
7/16/2006 Gig #2So Aaron and Brady showed up yesterday morning. I'd just printed out setlists, so we practised our set in almost its entirety, minus jams and things. We also took the time to make sure the BROWN VOLVO would hold all our equipment. Some neighbourhood kids watched us practice from the streets, and Jess showed up some of the way through. When Aaron left, Brady practiced his solo stuff and Matt painted his drumsticks. Some time in the afternoon, I dropped Jess off at the train station, went home and started to get ready. Matt and Brady wore black suits with red shirts. I wore my cargo pants, white long-sleeved shirt, the black and blue tie, my black Kustom shirt and my cream jacket. Aaron showed up with a black suit and white shirt. The other three wore hats, I opted out. So, we got some directions off mum, loaded the crap into the car and off we went.
It was crowded like an Indonesian "fishing" boat. We were going along the motorway, and it was fun with some great conversation. We did, however, lose our way. It was not exit 18 we were looking for! We went too far to a new exit, and ended up parking at Hungry Jack's to look up where we were. After we fucked around for a bit more looking for the motorway, we went back to where we were meant to go and wound up at Kelly's between 30-60 minutes later than we expected. We sheepishly unpacked our stuff and set it up. Kelly asked us if we wanted something to eat. We just said that we stopped at Hungry Jack's along the way.
Earlier in the day, we flipped a coin. Brady was up first. As he started I we could barely hear him. I tried turning his mic all the way up, and his guitar down a bit. We could sort of hear him. I found out later he ditched some of the songs from his set, as people were looking impatient. After In The Sun, Brady and I performed Pour Le Kim D'Amazing. Apparently, death metal is emo these days. Hmm.
After that, the band started to plug in and tune up. Then, to the delight of the drunken dude yelling "PLAY SMELLS LIKE TEEN SPIRIT! NIRVANA! WOO!" (A song which I have never heard), we started playing Burn The Witch. That went down well. Next came Apache Rose Peacock. The drums were a little out of time, but nicely recovered. During the outro for it, I messed up my back jumping around the stage. (Also, the stage was very big. Thank you, Kel). After this, we played Supermassive Black Hole for our ever-thinning audience. After that came the re-tune break while Matt and I did Tiny Dancer (and after that I played the small break from Pretty Little Ditty). After the show, I was told people really liked Tiny Dancer, SMBH and ARP. We went into our originals. First up was Motoring Along. That went alright. After that, one of the drunk guys asked us what our name was. Brady told him and was all like "The name sucks, but the band is not bad.". I retorted, saying that the name was drunkard-proof. Then the other dude changed his mind, saying that the name rocked. Then we did Anti-American Racist Choir, which opens with a bar or two from The Star Spangled Banner. From there, these two drunk dudes were out of it. One started mooning Brady, and Brady gave him a bass supository. He ran off. Then, the strangest thing.... The other mooned Brady. What the fuck did he expect? Bass supository #2. Then Aaron stopped playing and started yelling at these two guys. Aaron is one of those guys you'd never expect to see angry. I was shocked and saddened. Aaron was like "Fuck it, let's play Passing On and get out of here." Only two people saw us play Passing On, when you don't count the people at the main party area. We finished our last song, and started to pack it in.
We had to do Passing On, because we all had it in our heads all the time. I'm not sure when Kelly stopped the tape player, but she recorded the gig on it. Aaron was all pissed off, and my back totally hurt. Kelly was the only one who stayed for the whole gig (as far as I could see) and it was only her and ?Courtney? there at the end. It would seem as though she's still our biggest fan. Anyway, some of the more sober people asked us to play more and not let the behaviour of others ruin our night, but they didn't seem to understand that we'd finished our set. So we stood around for a while talking to people, and I had some cheesecake or something. Jess called me up from her party. Saying "Yes! I am a genuis! I just opened the gate!" means you ARE drunk. So eventually, we left.
The drive home was also good. We figured out the horn plays G#, so we went down the highway doing G# solos. Not too much else happened. We dropped Brady off, then dropped off Matt and I at home, with the equipment.
All-in-all, it was an alright gig. I felt sorry for Kel, who was upset that our set kinda got fucked. I thought it was alright. Eh. Next stop, Michelle's party. If anyone can remember anything I forgot that sticks in their mind, please comment.
7/10/2006 Oh, he died.Ernest Shackelton is cool because he is devoid of life AND buried in Antarctica.
The Titanic is cool because of the low temperatures at the bottom of the Atlantic.
Rommel is cool because HE KICKED ASS WITH PANZERS!
And Jess is cool, with no explaination required.
Seriously, she rocks. Don't argue. Argument is futile. 7/5/2006 Another vision brought to you by Gloj Snack FuzzThe crowd was all silent as they looked toward me. I elevated myself onto a chair and stood with a glass of some strong alcohol in one hand. Everyone else had bottles and cans of something or other. The music was had been shut off at the stereos and at the amps. A fire burned a score of yards away in a barrel. I saw the little red light of a camera recording for posterity what I was about to say. This was my 21st birthday party. I was now expected to make a speech about it. But what was I to say?
"In ancient Greece, there was a city-state called Sparta. The society was set up so as to distinguish between men, women and slaves. The slaves were responsible for building things and farming crops, the women were in charge of the home, and the men joined the army. When a boy reached seven years of age, they were sent off to a special school to start their military training. They trained for fourteen years. At the age of 21, they were inducted into the army, ready to serve Sparta's interests. I suppose that is why the age of 21 is so significant with all of us. It is where we stand up and face the world, serving our own interests and using all those years of training."
I looked briefy into the camera, and then back to the audience.
"And now that I'm 21, I am to be considered a man. Now that I'm 21, I will be expected to use my knowledge and skills to further myself. Now that I'm 21, I'm gonna fuck up those fucking Persians!" 6/26/2006 Some people should NOT have opinionsAre Jess and I the only ones who think Uma Thurman is hot?
Jeez?
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